A couple of weeks ago I was hanging out with LK and my sister. We had just finished our delicious dinner of cheap Mexican food and were washing it down with a nice bottle of Riesling when the topic of teeth came up. I'm sure I mentioned something about how petrified I get when I go to the dentist and my sister regaled us with the tale of how she broke her tooth when she was a teenager.
"I was divin' into my friends below ground pool and I came up too close to the edge and cracked my front tooth. They had to bond it but then that shit the bed."
I leaned back in my chair, laced my hands behind my head and breathed, "Shit the bed. Such a good term."
"Right? It is SUCH a good saying!"
"Is it a Boston thing though? I remember saying it to one of my New York friends and they were like 'huh? shit the what?' So I think it might be Boston only."
"Maybe. But it's funny because it's not like something actually shits the bed. Like it's not like there is shit anywhere."
"Right. And you have to use the term in very specific situations. For example, when your car dies. You say to your coworker, 'Yeah I was late to work today because my car shit the bed.' And your coworker totally gets it!"
"Or my watch shit the bed."
"My Cell phone shit the bed!"
"This chair just shit the bed!"
It is at this point that I realize I need my own reality show.